This is a true story of a slaveman
Who fled his people from the white man
So I'll say that he showed me the way
To be brave, brave, don't be afraid
Zumbi his name, Quilombo his place
Our root you can never erase
Zumbi his name, Quilombo his place
Our root you can never erase
Thirty thousand Zumbi refugees
Fight the right, the right to be free
Rape the city, the masters of greed
Follow the warrior, the warrior Zumbi
No more, no more, no more slavery
No more, no more, no more misery
No more, no more, no more suffering
Kick out the bass drum, kick out the bass drum
Zumbi, Zumbi, blow them away
Zumbi, Zumbi, blow them away
Here we come, here we come slave drums
Here we come, here we come Quilombo
Time for war in tha land of the sun
I know God will not leave us alone
I know God will never leave us alone
Kick out the bass drum, kick out the bass drum
Zumbi, Zumbi, blow them away
Zumbi, Zumbi, blow them away
Zumbi, Zumbi, got to be free
Zumbi, Zumbi, got to be free
Quilombo
Quilombo
Quilombo
Quilombo
Zumbi, Zumbi, Zumbi, Zumbi, Zumbi
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